Anything For You, George - {DNF} //BOOK1

Chapter 22: All Aboard {FINAL PART}

__________________________
Dream POV

Oh fuck.

__________________________

I saw Georges face drop. I tried to pull away but Noah had a really tight grip on my shirt.

George dropped his bowl and it smashed. Noah still hadnt let me go. He wouldn't stop. He was attacking my mouth with his and I could see in the corner of my eye that George was breaking.

"Take the boat back to the pier. I'm leaving," he looked at me, tears welling in his big brown eyes. "And us dream? We are done."

And then I heard George run down the stairs. I heard a door slam and nothing after except silence.

I pushed Noah off me and Sapnap walked up to me and slapped me.

Sapnap slapped me.

"What the-"

"What the fuck do you think you're doing dream. No no, don't answer that. Like George said, take the boat back to the pier. Me and George are going to find somewhere else to sleep tonight and you can try think of a good enough excuse for why you're snogging another guy. Also, I hope you know, I fucking hate your guts right now and I'll be the one to say that because George could never hate you. George could NEVER hate you. And that's what's going to be the hardest part of him getting over this. Getting over you."

"Sapnap let me explain, I was ju-"

"I don't want to fucking hear it. Get yourself organised enough to get us to shore. I'm so disappointed in you, dream. And George didn't deserve this."

Sapnap ran downstairs after George.

Tears were welling in my eyes. What have I done?

I didn't want George to get over me. We weren't over. We were just beginning.

Sapnap POV

I felt the boat jolt forward and knew we were finally going home. I also had just found George.

He was in my room. He was crying into dreams already tear soaked hoodie. He heard me come in but he didn't stop.

"I-i-i don't get it s-sapnap. Was I n-n-not good enough?" He choked out between sobs. It hurt me so much to see George like this. I can't even imagine what he's feeling right now.

He started kicking out, trying to writhe his way free of the hoodie. He was kicking and crying and I didn't know how to help.

"George, hey, calm down-" he kicked me.

"Ow fuck."

He stopped struggling and looked at me, worryingly.

"I'm so sorry. Oh my god I'm such a mess. Are you hurt bad?"

"No no I'm okay. Stop struggling."

I lifted it over his head. He just sat staring at the bed, lost.

"Here, George. Have one of mine."

He threw me a weak smile and put my hoodie on. He sat there in complete silence, tears streaming down his face.

"How come he doesn't want me anymore?"

His voice broke. He was so very sad right now and I couldn't think of a way to help.

"I don't know George. I don't know."

I went to the bed and I held my best friend while he sobbed. This was breaking my heart.

And what do I do about dream? I don't get it. He wanted to be with George so bad. Why would he do that? And why did Noah do it too? He knows how much George loves dream. I don't know who initiated it but I saw what I saw. And it's unforgivable.